Traces of sanity
I took a short walk in the streets of Jaffa in order to try and find some fractions of hope in a crazy, crazy reality. It wasn’t easy. The familiar streets are filled with hate, suspicion and fear. I found the first graffiti “I don’t have another land”- written in both Hebrew and Arabic. Later I found “enough with the occupation” and finally “Jews and Arabs refuse to be enemies”.
Along the way I came to think of coexistence as a brave choice of where and how to look the world.